Chapter 1: Saving Nie Xiaoqian
Story: Saving the Leads of Strange Tales Author:bumoer words:6190 Update time:2023-07-03 05:53:37
Xiao Qian, hurry and go...
Su Qian felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and then heard a ethereal and unfamiliar female voice.
He was slightly stunned because his name contained the character "qian," so he was accustomed to being called "xiaoqian," which sounds similar to "xiaoqian," since childhood. Without moving forward, while he paused, someone reached out and grabbed his hand.
That hand was ice-cold, and the nails were long. The sharp nails were so sharp that they could almost open a can. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like a human hand. Where did these fake nails come from? Also, who is this actor?
He coughed lightly and said, "Um, Miss..."
"What Miss?" The woman seemed a little angry, gripping Su Qian's fingers even harder.
"Classmate, please let go first... " Su Qian's mind was spinning, feeling sorry for the girl being called "sister" by her classmate, probably unhappy about it. While feeling sorry, she also thought that her classmate's grip was a bit too strong."
The woman stared at him coldly. As she approached closer, she could see a chilling coldness radiating from the man's pitch-black eyes, sending shivers down her spine.
She furrowed her brows slightly and said in a low voice, "Xiao Qian, you made another mistake. I am not Tong Xue, but Hong Xue!"
"Red Snow?" His mind quickly searched through the actors participating in the freshman welcome party performance, confirming that there was no character named Red Snow in the show, nor any student with that name. Could it be that they had made a last-minute change of cast?
Taking a closer look, the woman who called herself Hong Xue indeed lived up to her name. She was dressed in a red gown, and under the cold moonlight, her fair skin contrasted with the red snow.
Although she looks delicate and beautiful, her makeup is just... Who applied such heavy layers of powder on her face?
*Thud...*
A dull and hoarse bell rang, echoing in the darkness, like an old man in distress, coughing heavily.
The next moment, whether it was a sparrow or a pheasant that was startled, flapped its wings and suddenly took flight in the forest.
Su Qian sighed to himself, impressed by the remarkable effectiveness of it.
Hongxue looked around nervously with her big eyes and said in a flustered voice, "What are you standing there for? A powerful Taoist priest has arrived at the temple over there. Hurry back and find Grandma!"
After saying that, he held onto Su Qian's hand even tighter, as if creating a gust of wind. The September sky was unexpectedly chilly, sending shivers down their spines as they floated along with the crimson snow.
Su Qian felt a little puzzled in his heart. What kind of dialogue is this again?
He lowered his head and looked at his feet, which had no wheels. Then he raised his head and looked at the top, finding that what lay before him was no longer the school's welcoming stage. Above his head, the sky formed two worlds. Behind him, half of the moonlight gleamed brightly with shimmering stars. In front of him, the sky seemed pitch black, completely silent. The bright moon couldn't be seen, as if the moonlight had forgotten about the front.
No wire...
He's really drifting...
Su Qian shivered and looked at the figure of Hong Xue, who was solemnly drifting into the darkness. He forcefully pinched his thigh to confirm that he wasn't dreaming - it must be an illusion.
As a well-educated young person of the new era, he silently recited the core values of "wealthy, strong, democratic, and harmonious" in his heart three times. However, in front of him, there was still only the figure of the Red Snow, dressed in a red robe. The wind blew her skirt, and moonlight shone upon her pale face, making her appear even more eerie.
"Ah..."
No matter how calm Su Qian tried to be, he knew that he had attracted something impure and couldn't help but scream in fear.
Hong Xue immediately turned around and anxiously asked, "Xiao Qian, did that Taoist priest catch up?"
Looking at Su Qian's pale face, Hong Xue immediately had an answer in her heart. Without waiting for him to respond, she loosened her grip and drifted towards the bright spot.
"Xiao Qian, quickly go back and find Grandma..."
*Bang...*
With a thud, Su Qian fell heavily to the ground. Fortunately, Hong Xue wasn't floating too high just now, and the ground was covered with thick layers of leaves. It just stained his pristine white clothes with some dirt.
"Quickly get rid of this female ghost!"
This was his first thought after falling to the ground.
"Ghosts are afraid of light, yes, there was the sound of a bell just now, let's run towards that direction."
Su Qian, full of a strong will to survive, remembered the direction from which the sound of the bell had just come and ran towards the light.
Running forward, he knew that he had traveled through time, but where exactly was he? Looking around, there were nothing but dark mountains in all directions. Although the mountains were not tall, they were teeming with an unusual vitality, with countless plants growing, including vines, moss, pine trees, and wildflowers, which could be seen everywhere.
I continued walking up the mountain without feeling tired, unaware of how long I had been walking. It was as if my body couldn't sense fatigue. I followed a winding path, eventually reaching a wide and flat area halfway up the mountain. There, I faintly saw a desolated temple.
It seems that the sound of the bell is coming from the temple. Ghosts and monsters are most afraid of candlelit temples.
After more than a hundred steps, he arrived at the temple. The temple appeared to be quite old, surrounded by a mess of overgrown green plants. It was dimly lit, and the temple plaque, weathered by time, was covered in moss. Numerous cracks seemed as if they could split the plaque open in the next second. The original golden characters on it had already peeled off, but one could faintly discern three large characters on the plaque.
"Lanruo Temple"
Su Qian couldn't help but laugh bitterly. He was actually wearing a garment from Chat Zhai...
To enter or not to enter, this is a very serious question.